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A stressful accident

A stressful accident - Cheryl Cady

While I was reading the instructions on how to install the access control for home GTA, my phone rang. It was my daughter. She was crying. I got worried as I did not expect a call from her and it was for the first time when I heard her crying over the phone. 
The last time I heard or saw her crying was at my beloved husband’s funeral. I skipped a heart beat when I heard her voice. I asked her to calm down, take a breath and let me know what had happened. 
A few seconds later, she revealed to me that she had a car accident on her way back home from Carly’s school. She was scared because my granddaughter got injured. They were both at the hospital and they had taken Carly for some tests. 
As she was talking to me, giving me the details of the accident, I got dressed as fast as I could and headed to the garage in order to drive to the hospital where they were. I tried to reassure her that her child would be fine, that it was not something serious.
I added that it was normal for the doctors to require having her in the hospital for another twenty-four hours. This was a standard procedure for all patients who had been involved in a serious car accident. They wished to ensure everything was fine with the child, that there won’t be any unpleasant surprises. 
I must have gone over the speed limit on the highway while I was going to the hospital. Luckily there were no police officer to stop me and give me a ticket. Actually, they might have even suspended my driver’s license, because I was fast. I reached the hospital in less than fifteen minutes. Usually that drive would take about thirty minutes if there was no traffic on the road. 
Anyway, when I got there I head directly to the emergenct, where I asked about my daughter and granddaughter’s condition. I have been directed to a corridor leading to their room.
As I entered the room, I saw sweet Carly was asleep. She had a cast on her right arm and some small band aids on her right cheek. My daughter stood up and came to hug me. Her eyes were red and swollen. She said she was waiting for the results of the tests.

À propos de l’auteur :


Hello everyone, my name is Cheryl! It gives me great pleasure to share my life as a mother and my work as an advertising editor with you. You will discover that I am not always diligent, but you have to understand that I also have three beautiful babies to deal with! That being said, don't worry, I drop by regularly! See you soon.